Week 3

[bathymetric]

Good morning, New Rapture. A new day is dawning.

It's a strange sort of feeling, waking up on Sunday. Not the least because, well... you fell asleep on Friday, didn't you? Whether you sleep or not, none of you remember Saturday. Everything, by all accounts, seems to be Sunday. Weird.

It's not all bizarre feelings of lost time that you have to show for your efforts, though - it seems that another wing of New Rapture is ready for you. Perhaps there's more information to be found about your situation there... and maybe more about the history of this place, if that interests you.

There are still 23 of you left... Keep getting to know them. There's regains to get, after all!




SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

[ ooc: Welcome to the second week of Unknown Seas Round 3! Please make sure to mark any investigation toplevels accordingly, post your ac, and you can reach either Mayor Fontaine or Eleanor for conversations! ]

Comments

[specialyellthing]

A sundae, not Sunday! […It sounds like she just said the same word twice there. She fumbles around behind the counter joyfully, as she starts to craft his treat.]

This is so exciting. Cant believe you never had proper ice cream before.

[kninja]

Seems like the kinda thing you'd need freezers around to make, right? We don't have those in Clarines.

[He puts his elbows on the counter and his chin in his hand, tapping the toe of one boot behind him.]

Unless you can make it with snow. Plenty of that where My Lady and I have been stationed.